The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1618

Chapter 1618:

“Corrine, are you not at the office today?” Jolene’s voice rang casually through the receiver.

Corrine’s gaze flicked instinctively to Waldo. “No. Is something the matter?”

On the other end, Jolene sounded breezy. “I have a bit of free time lately. Thought I might invite you out for a drink.”

Before Corrine could even shape a reply, Waldo reached over and plucked the phone from her hand. “Weren’t you abroad? When did you come back? Why are you suddenly—” Click. The call ended.

Corrine raised an eyebrow and tilted her head. “Did you two have a fight?”

sound lacked conviction. “Do I even know her that well? What would we be fighting

sat poorly on his tongue. In truth, the moment he heard Jolene’s voice, a rush of frustration surged through him. He wanted to grab her, shake her, force her to look him in the eye and explain everything. But standing beside Corrine, he had to swallow that impulse and fake detachment. The act itself stung

sensing the tension beneath his bravado, studied his face with an amused smirk. “So… do you

as though insulted. “Care for her?” His voice shot up in disbelief, sharp and defensive. “You must

had already read him like a headline. Her silence spoke volumes. Waldo shifted uncomfortably, searching for a comeback, but came up

had passed—until Corrine struck

her nose theatrically close to his collar, she added, “And unless you took a detour through

??????

breath caught. His eyes widened behind his glasses, and in an instant, he took a step back, sniffing at

clearly enjoying herself. “Look at you—flustered. I struck a

grin, she held the envelope above her head to shield herself from the afternoon sun. “Just a word of advice, Waldo. Jolene has admirers lined up like they’re buying concert tickets. If you keep dragging your feet, you’ll be clapping at her wedding instead of standing beside her.” She turned and strolled away, her laughter still lingering in the

his eyes fixed on her retreating